[center][b]Astarte, Goddess of Magic.[/b]
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- Astarte tells Sauranath to relax[/hider][/center]

Astarte merely stared at Sauranath as he appeared. She stayed immobile, not out of fear but surprise and annoyance. Sauranath really believed he was the owner of all dragons, didn't he? Astarte thought. As he surrounded Astarte with a ridiculous but somewhat threatening movement, she shrugged.

[i]"I don't know what you're talking about, Saury, you saw me once before when discussing the Orabil mess."[/i] She whispered to herself.

Then, after baring his fangs, he breathed fire on her... Through his nostrils. For a moment she felt like laughing, but instead she casted a barrier in front of her. The barrier kept the fire from reaching her. As he finished, Astarte resumed staring at him. She frowned, and just as she opened her mouth to speak, Vestec appeared. A wave of relief washed over her, and she smiled. 

Vestec spoke to Sauranath and explained the situation, though Astarte felt she had to reassert herself, as defending herself from Sauranath by standing behind Vestec's words felt unnatural. 

"Yes, this dragon's mine, Sauranath. Everything Vestec says is true..." She then looked at Vestec, then at Lizzy, and finally at Sauranath again, a defiant look on her face. "You ought to relax. I'm doing nothing wrong."